Running down the road in the middle of the light
Tonight I stay home on the phone
Talking to the
One, Two, Three, Four
Dog's got a bone, all of his
Dr. Baker phoned me in the morning
Left a note, he's
This is the definition of my life
Lying in bed in
I know I can't find you
I'll go to sit beside
You like to feel that I will float away someday
Who could find him the sidewinding Indian
Why do they miss
I lied to this man as I called him a
Is this the legend of a liquid brain
That cluster-fuck muscle
Last night it was so good
I felt like crying, I
You tell me we never talk
And I won't share
Push it out [repeated approx 70 times]
I wanna beat
I'm going totally round the bend
I don't want to
Falling through the floor
With the friend I had before
Grabbing at
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